Though I speak with the tongues
of men and of angels but have not love
I have become sounding brass
or a clanging cymbal
And though I have the gift of prophecy
and understand all mysteries
and all knowledge and thought
I have all faith so that I could remove mountains
but have not love
I am nothing
And though I bestow all my goods
to feed the poor and though I give
my body to be burned but have not love
It profits me nothing
Love suffers long and is kind
Love does not envy
Love does not parade itself
is not puffed up
Does not behave rudely
does not seek its own
is not provoked
think no evil
Does not rejoice in iniquity
but rejoices in the truth
Bears all things, believes all things
hopes all things endures all things
Love never fails
But whether there are prophecies
they will fail
whether there are tongues
they will cease
whether there is knowledge
it will vanish away
For we know in part
and we prophecy in part
But when that which is perfect
has come then that which is in part
will be done away
When I was a child
I spoke as a child
I understood as a child
I thought as a child
But when I became a man
I put away childish things
For now we see in a mirror
dimly but then face to face
Now I know in part
but then I shall know
just as I also am known
And now abide faith
hope, love these three
but the greatest of these
is Love
I Corinthian 13
  
 
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